The Last Supper 

Watching her daughter‘s leg bouncing up and down, Miss Grace smiled weakly, and then she left the chair, sat at the edge of the bed by Peach, and rested her hand on her thigh, causing her to stop. 

“I remember those days that you never wanted to leave my side...” Miss Grace said softly, and Peach looked up at her in guilt. 

“It‘s not that I want to leave now, but I want Elijah to come...” Peach whispered, pressing her teeth into her bottom lip. “Ugh, now that I have said it, I get what you mean. But mama–” 

“I am just teasing, and... Realizing that you are a woman now with a husband to go home to, and… I am happy for you, honey.” 

“I am sorry that I seem anxious to go home. I am just worried about Elijah because... Well, it‘s the Hayes, and he‘s in the middle of this chaos and I am scared...” 

“Honey, Elijah is–” 

The sound of the room doorknob turning 

startled both mother and daughter, and they turned their heads, looking at Elijah. 

“He is here for you,” Miss Grace whispered as she faced Peach, stroking her chin tenderly, before standing up and squeezing Peach‘s shoulder. 

“I feel like I should head out and give you guys a bit more time…” Elijah mumbled, staring between his wife and mother–in–law. 

With a gentle smile, Miss Grace stood and walked over to Elijah, giving him a motherly hug, saying softly,” She‘s fine and ready to go home.” 

“Are you sure?” Elijah asked, glancing at Peach again. 

Drawing back two steps, Miss Grace nodded, giving him a reassuring squeeze and a pat on the arm, saying, “You two stay strong and take care of each other, all right?” 

“Always,” Elijah said, meeting Peach‘s eyes, and they stared at each other for another moment, before Peach broke the contact, waking from the bed. 

A while later, Elijah and Peach got into the back seat of the car, and the first thing that caught her attention was all the briefcases in the front seat. She just stared, not knowing how to process the thought of her husband having ten briefcases casually sitting at the front. 

Suddenly, Elijah leaned his head on her shoulder, and that made Peach remain still, waking from her trance. 

scent,” Elijah whispered, closing his eyes.

she took in deep breaths, trying to keep herself calm, and whispered, “I

kissing her shoulder, and then moved his head away,

hesitated, and then she lifted her chin to meet his eyes, asking with fluttering lashes when he

documents,” Elijah mumbled, feeling slightly annoyed by the memories of today. “The board of directors thought it was their right to leave the building with

blurted out her thoughts with a

bunch of company financial records and legal

“But it‘s mine!” 

as her eyes

Peach sat up straight and explained, ‘Well, I never got the chance to prove myself fully because after graduation I had to help managed the motel, and I couldn‘t apply for a job at a corporate, but I have

master‘s degree in business management and finance.” Elijah finished for her

looking at him with a soft expression,

curving up in a faint grin as he

him, burying her face into his shirt and breathing deeply, mumbling, “Did I tell you that I love

her words echoed in his mind, he felt a sense of euphoria wash

a look at the papers?” Peach mumbled, snuggling against him and squeezing

his emotions, but then he relaxed, smiling slightly as he ran his hands along her back, whispering, “That‘s ten briefcases of documents, your body is going to take a torn

mumbled, “If I can‘t handle it, I promise to tell you... After all, I

cupping her face and mumbling, “You are a smart cookie,

out a nervous laugh, knowing she was going to get her way from the look of adoration in

voice coming out low and husky as he stared at

cheerfully, giving him a quick kiss that made him frown at

his eyes, Peach darted her gaze, mumbling

face, his gaze dropping to her slightly parted lips,

and Peach gasped softly as he deepened the kiss, her knees weakening as he pulled her closer, her hands reaching up to bury themselves in his hair as she felt his teeth graze her lower lip softly, making her moan in a low tone.

kept his

the family of twenty five sat around the huge table listening to soothing

heard that every employee walked out of Investistic Co. today. What pleasant news

Dean released the tension by saying, “Even with great losses, the

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